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The strong wind blows against the face, not only the wind blade, but also the hurricane itself becomes substantial, covering the night sky and stars, with extreme oppression, making people breathless.

The raging hurricane seemed to want to tear this space apart.

Nothing could be heard except the constant whistling.

The chaotic spiritual energy touched everyone's heartstrings. Faced with such a terrifying scene, the monks from Xiaohan Region looked extremely nervous and their eyes were solemn.

Qin Sang did not look at the Tianxing Alliance, but stared closely at the air knife controlled by him.

The hurricane is getting closer.

At this moment, the air knife finally moved.

The air knives moved together, and the sword array and the hurricane faced each other tit for tat, blooming with endless rays of light.

To the naked eye, all the air knives seemed to merge into one, turning into a slender giant dragon that crashed head-on into the hurricane amid a burst of screams.

‘Rumble…’

The heaven and earth shook.

The terrible collision caused the heartbeats of all the monks to skip a beat.

Even the battlefield of the alchemy-forming monks in the distance was disturbed. There was a brief pause, and many eyes focused on it.

The strong wind swallowed the air knife.

The sword light shattered the wind blade.

The chaos at the center formed a terrifying eye of the storm.

In the eye of the wind, the wind and the knife intertwined, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was also torn apart, and nothing could be seen clearly.

The aftermath of the collision began to impact in all directions, and a large hole was blasted directly on the water. You could almost see the mud and aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake.

Huge waves were rolling and the water was rushing, but it took a long time to fill the hole.

The aftermath hit the two battle formations. The surging spiritual energy tide was mixed with fragments of air knives and wind blades, and still had frightening destructive power.

There was a commotion in Xiaohan Territory. Without any orders, everyone sacrificed their magic weapons to resist the aftermath.

Mu Yifeng led his men to stand in front of Qin Sang and raised the Nine Fire Divine Blade.

At this moment, Qin Sang suddenly groaned, his throat sweetened, his face turned slightly pale, his body swayed, and he seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet.

Mu Yifeng noticed Qin Sang's strange movement and turned around to look over.

Qin Sang shook his head slightly, indicating that he was fine.

The air knife he controlled was destroyed. If the air knife is destroyed, it will backfire on his body. However, this is not the first time he has done the formation eye. He is already very skilled. When the situation is not good, he immediately cuts off the connection with the air knife and only suffers minor injuries. , will not affect his combat effectiveness.

After hastily taking a healing pill, Qin Sang glanced at the aftermath of the attack in front of him and immediately issued an order. Soon another air knife took shape, and under Qin Sang's control, he threw himself into the eye of the storm.

This collision lasted for almost a stick of incense.

Both sides spared no effort, and the position of the eye of the storm moved back and forth, but it never shifted much and was almost able to remain in the middle of the battle formations of both sides.

In this kind of fight, it seems that no one can do anything to the other.

However, as time goes by, the destructive power at the eye of the storm is obviously weakening. The most striking change is that the big hole in the water is almost filled.

In this process, the distance between the two parties is getting closer and closer.

The air sword was torn apart by the hurricane again, but Qin Sang did not continue to concentrate the air sword. He looked at the opponent who was getting closer and closer, took a breath, and said in a deep voice: "Get ready to fight!"

As expected, it was a process he was familiar with, and this time was no exception, hand-to-hand combat was about to begin.

When both sides arrive, there will sometimes be changes in the first few battles.

In the later stage, the opponents are very familiar with each other, and even if they use all their small tricks, they will not play a big role in the grand battle.

Several large-scale battles basically followed a similar process.

'Swish...'

Countless escaping lights intersected, and the formation suddenly changed.

Qin Sang and the others completed the mission of the 'Eye of the Formation'. The monks surrounding Qin Sang returned to their own team. The brilliance of countless magic weapons lit up in the battle formation, densely packed and bright like stars.

The eye of the storm has not completely dissipated, but it can no longer stop the pace of both parties.

The shouts of killing one after another resounded through the sky, and the two rays of light finally began to merge.

However, hidden under this beautiful scene is murderous intention!

With such a close distance, we can finally see some differences. Although Tianxing Alliance and Xiaohanyu are both immortal cultivators, there are actually many differences between them.

This difference is not only reflected in the magical artifacts, but also in the monks on both sides.

Although Xiaohanyu's formation has been tempered by three years of war, compared with the Tianxing Alliance, it can still be seen that it is a bit scattered. The teams are okay and have a tacit understanding.

When looking at the entire formation, the gap becomes more and more obvious.

However, the overall strength of the monks from the Lesser Han Territory is not inferior to that of the Tianxing Alliance, although the number of monks from the Tianxing Alliance is much greater than that of the Little Cold Territory, and the scale of the battle formation is larger than that of the Little Cold Territory.

But in terms of the number of masters in the fake elixir realm and in the late stage of foundation building, Xiaohanyu was able to overtake the Tianxing Alliance.

On the other hand, the magical weapons of the monks in the Lesser Cold Region are also richer than those of the Tianxing Alliance. Most of the magical weapons of the monks of the Tianxing Alliance are limited to battle armor, spears, halberds, swords, etc., and they look very similar in appearance.

Having fought against monks from the Lesser Cold Realm for so long, Qin Sang would not despise them just because their magical weapons were monotonous.

For cultivators, magical weapons are only part of their strength, and their magical weapons are very suitable for coordination and can exert a power that exceeds their own quality.

"Senior Brother Mu, you will be the vanguard, and I will provide support from the center," Qin Sang said through a message.

"good!"

Mu Yifeng held the Nine Fire Divine Blades in his hand, with fire dragons surrounding his body, leading the way.

The team formed a formation around Qin Sang and Mu Yifeng, ready to stand ready.

Qin Sang pointed a finger, and the cold gold sword that had been flying around him shot out, walking side by side with Mu Yifeng, and took out the Yin-Yang Compass with his free hand...

"kill!"

The shouts of killing shook the sky.

'boom! ’

The battle formations of both sides finally collided.

At this moment, Qin Sang couldn't see the distance at all. All he could see in his eyes was the enemy in front of him.

This enemy was like a sharp sword inserted into several battle formations, piercing all the way, and rushed straight to Qin Sang.

Elsewhere, similar scenarios were occurring at the same time.

However, the formation on Xiaohanyu's side was scattered but not chaotic.

Qin Sang had no energy to care about anything else. He quickly glanced around, silently estimated the strength of both sides, and then issued an order.

"kill!"

'call out! ’

The Cold Gold Sword turned into a bit of cold light and advanced hand in hand with the Nine Fire Gods. At the same time, several teams around Qin Sang spotted Qin Sang's movements and immediately responded.

For a time, each magical weapon flew out in a tit-for-tat manner.

The opponent was not willing to be outdone, and his momentum continued, with sword energy and sword light everywhere.

After the collision, the opponent's momentum indeed paused briefly.

At this time, Qin Sang did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him.

"let!"

As the saying goes, one can make great progress, then it will fade, and three times it will be exhausted.

Qin Sang is not that stupid to challenge the opponent head-on. He can achieve his goal by slightly weakening his opponent's energy.